Stone Cold

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Whatever..

Don’t sell me dreams if you cannot buy it yourself
I got a thing for the blings, guess I know myself
She got a thing for some rings, i’m a diamond myself
We used to lean for some jeans like the Comets

On the eastside, yeah i’m on survival
Time’s up, fuck who claim that they rivals
Verman got that stick, right hand on the bible
Yeah they say they love me but they aimin for my title
Dick game crazy, made your bitch write me with typo
I will never claim, i won’t ever have an idol
If I say I want it, hope you bring it with them bottles
That’s on my demand, that’s on me and all my side hoes..
All my side
That’s on my demand, that’s on me and all my side hoes
All my side
That’s on my demand, that’s on me and all my side

Ice cold like the pool next to my garden
All my ex girl chillin' on retirement
Big boy rollin' like he never boost his mileage
Niggas used to send their help but now they movin' silent
But they spyin', yeah they hidin'
Niggas used to ask for help but won’t say I inspire em'

Baby girl still tryna text me
And their man wish they would’ve never met me
Hitchcock, man I put them in a frenzy
Stone cold, girl I know my heart is empty
And I know you think you really could’ve changed me

Don’t make me break your luck,
Don’t make me break your heart
Don’t make me break it, yeah
Don't make me break it, yeah don’t tempt me

Stone cold, empty
Hitchcock, frenzy

Whatever, hit me up when you can